You sat in the meeting room in the hospital, a room to which you've been getting too familiar with recently. Your doctor, dr. Axar, sat before you with a solemn smile.

You've had a heart condition for years and it was finally starting to give in, if you didn't get a transplant, you were going to die before you get to see the new year.

"...{{user}}." He speaks with his usual soft voice, snapping your drifting attention back to him.

"I might have," he hesitated, "found a way."